Blackstone Code

On November 21, the negotiations between the mayor of Sabine and representatives of the striking workers failed to achieve any valuable progress. What the workers demanded exceeded the bottom line of the mayor and the representatives of the capitalists involved in the negotiations.

They demand more wages, fewer hours, and better benefits.

If only one of them is discussed, or if each project requires relatively small concessions, then the problem is not big, just like the workers of the drinking water company, they do not ask much, and this is the basis for reaching an agreement.

But these striking workers' representatives demanded too much. The most ridiculous thing is that a worker's representative demanded that the working hours per week be reduced from the original 60 hours to 50 hours, and that the wages should be increased by 5%. Cuts of meat and fresh fruit are required.

Even if this kind of request kills those capitalists, they will not agree to it. Of course, the fifteen worker representatives maintain a common camp and front to some extent. Situation, also refused to negotiate.

Persisting differences turned the negotiations into a farce, with workers' and capitalists' representatives ending the talks amidst accusations and abuse.

This made the workers think that the mayor was insincere. They felt that the mayor was on the side of the capitalists. Coupled with the instigation of a small group of people and the escalation of the Bupain shooting incident, the unrest in Sabine City and even the entire state escalated again.

People have started blatantly beating, smashing, looting and burning, and they even shouted slogans such as "who will shoot me" during the process of breaking the law to vent their dissatisfaction with the current situation.

There are also some people who actually know in their hearts that this is a wrong approach, but they will not say that speaking is not the smartest choice at this time.

On November 23rd, seeing that everything was going to really get out of control, the governor made a public speech. He called on all the people to return to their rooms from the street as soon as possible, and close the doors and windows to protect themselves. safety and security of property.

At the same time, it also urged those who committed violence, vandalism, looting and burning to voluntarily surrender, and ordered the out-of-control demonstrations to end immediately.

These words that seem to be said by a dictator have no effect. People's free will is extremely precious. Although they are hungry, although they feel that every step is a torment to the body, they still hold high Holding the flag and shouting slogans feebly.

At 7:30 p.m. on November 24th, the governor personally signed the No. 1 governor's order of this year, and informed the Ministry of Defense and other relevant agencies that the state will start at 5:30 a.m. on November 25th. , into a state of military control.

The governor's order is an administrative order that can only be issued during a special period. To put it simply, when the situation is too serious to wait for the approval of the president's cabinet and Congress, the governor can temporarily obtain the highest authority of a state's military and political affairs.

Of course, after the situation is over, the governor will also be subject to a joint investigation by the National Security Council, the Federal Interior Committee and other federal security agencies, and complete the hearings held by Congress.

If they think there is nothing wrong with the governor's choice at that time, the matter will stop here. If they think there are some problems with the governor's behavior and handling, they may open a case because of it.

This time, the governor requested that no one be allowed to appear on the street outside the specified time, not to approach or attack the soldiers on duty, and not to allow any free acts of beating, smashing, looting, or burning, otherwise they will face the most severe treatment .

At eight o'clock in the evening, this news quickly spread to every family in the entire state through the TV station. People were full of anger in addition to being terrified.

This is an insult and trample on human rights and freedom!

This is an insult to the precious spirit of federal liberty!

In the evening of the same day, the mayor announced that on November 27, the second labor negotiation would be launched, and the mayor would still preside over it.

On that night, the workers' union held an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures.

In fact, this wave of workers' strikes can sweep across the entire federation so quickly. It has to be said that the workers' union played a very important role in it.

A very simple reason is that the workers in a certain city have absolutely no idea that a strike demonstration is going to be held in a city thousands of kilometers away from them, and they can't pay attention to places that are so far away, but the workers' union can.

Driven by their interests, the workers' unions began to spread news and link up workers' organizations in various places, making this small-scale workers' strike, which might have been trivial and occurred dozens of times a year, suddenly become a massive and widespread strike. A nationwide general strike.

Now that the problem is so big, some appeals have not been resolved, and they are not sure whether to continue.

After a night of meetings, they have to understand the official attitude to determine how to deal with the current situation next.

As for how to understand, let people try it out!

On the morning of November 25th, it was late autumn and early winter at this time, and Sabine City was still shrouded in darkness at 5:30. The sun rises much slower in winter time than in summer time, and it may still be enjoying the The warmth in the quilt has been reluctant to get up for a long time.

At this time, soldiers from the military were fully armed and entered the city along the main route.

At this moment, a group of workers with different expressions stood in front of the soldiers. They linked their arms and tightly connected themselves with others. They held their heads high and sang "Long Live the Free Commonwealth" The famous song looks fearlessly at the soldiers and stops them from moving on.

The car walking at the forefront of the army stopped slowly, and a soldier in his thirties with blond hair and blue-gray pupils walked out of the car. Judging from his epaulets, he was a major of the army.

The meticulous personal appearance, coupled with the military uniform, gave him a very heavy temperament.

He held the door of the car and looked at the ordinary people blocking their way, because he was standing behind the headlights, people only saw two very bright headlights and a somewhat blurred shadow, and could not see Clear his appearance.

The major walked up to the car, looked at those people, then raised his wrist to look at the watch on his wrist, "There are still five minutes to half past five, according to the requirements of the governor's order, before half past five, everyone must Go home and be under martial law."

He lowered his wrist and looked at the people in front of him indifferently, "You only have four minutes left. If you are still in my sight after four minutes, you don't have to go back."

Some of the strikers blocking the way of the soldiers have already started to feel weak. In fact, they can agree to the demands of the trade union (worker representatives are in the lead, not directly contacting the trade union). Those who still come to test at this time are courageous. great people.

But in the face of these indifferent soldiers, their courage to smash, loot and burn seems to be disappearing rapidly.

The loss of courage also made the songs they sang less majestic and more timid and cowardly. This should not be the singing style of "Long Live the Freedom Federation".

Facing these people, the major stood calmly in front of the car, with his hands behind his back, and stared at these people indifferently with his blue-gray eyes.

Later, he said, "There are three minutes..."

The voices of the people singing weakened a bit. If they weren't all arm in arm with each other, I'm afraid some people could not help but want to leave here.

Although soldiers and police have guns, their nature is completely different, and soldiers are even more intimidating.

"Two minutes..."

"One minute!"

When he said one minute, the major raised his wrist again, staring at the dial on his wrist, "You still have forty-seven seconds, now it is forty-three seconds, forty-two seconds..."

He was counting down, one person's quiet voice suppressed everyone's voice, and the disappearance of the singing made the atmosphere dignified.

Some people broke free from other people's arms and turned to run towards the direction of the city where they lived, but some people thought it was just soldiers intimidating them, they were just standing here, and the army had no right to attack them.

Seeing fewer and fewer people, a sneer appeared on the corner of the major's mouth, "Ten..."

"Nine……"

"Forget it, it looks like you guys won't leave either, so I won't count down..." He withdrew his wrist, turned his head to look at another soldier standing behind him, "Isn't my joke funny?"

In the early morning of this late autumn, some beads of sweat protruded from the forehead of the soldier, and he laughed a little nervously "haha", "It's very funny, Major."

The major looked at him, and said when he saw his fury, "It's too exaggerated. When we go back, we will have twice the basic training." They issued an order to "capture these rioters and kill them if necessary."

In an instant, all the soldiers rushed out like wild... wolves out of the fence. They used the most professional military skills on ordinary people who had the least resistance.

Sitting in the car and watching those ordinary people being beaten to the point of bleeding, being pressed hard to the ground with at least two muzzles of guns pointed at their heads, the major put on the lambskin gloves again with satisfaction.

He knew that what he was doing now would be reported to his chief officer at the military base, and even to the Ministry of Defense, but he didn't care.

He knew very well that the country was about to shed its innocuous pretense under pressure, and that the next decade, at least a decade, would be the haven of the hawks, the radicals, the favorite times of all military men.

The tougher and more aggressive he is now, the more opportunities he will have in the future.

At the rank of major, he is already qualified enough to know some high-level trends. He hopes that his performance can be seen by the high-level. He wants to take the army to perform missions abroad and let the world see how powerful the federal soldiers are!

Let them understand that the isolation of the Federation does not stem from fear, but from not wanting to hurt others!

In less than a minute, the group of strikers, who were powerless to the police, were beaten black and blue, and their wrists were bound with a string of forearm-thick ropes.

If they don't want to be dragged along, it's best to trot forward. At this time, these people who are in pain all over have no complaints or curses, and can only follow silently.

At half past five, the eastern sky began to turn slightly white.